How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

your existence,

 

The mood was strange.

 

but they couldn’t take their

 

swings at each other before that. Instead, it was the

 

almost chest

 

my appearance you’re at least not dissatisfied with,

 

anything. There are a hell of a lot more attractive men

 

you doing here, then? Hurry up

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

as if there was

 

if you don’t participate in

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

and dug her nails into the back

 

twice her size,

 

were, and why I was here, as I took in the scene of the man and woman’s passionate

 

now, and the sounds of heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the

 

Sad and hopeless

 

woman’s eyes turned

 

not have seen me. I was only a ghost in this dream, after all. Someone from the outside

 

woman smiled

 

pieces. The face I hadn’t been able to

 

The woman was me.

 

that’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

check, to see, to make sense of it, but it was as if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t

 

man and the woman vanished and

 

***

 

shining right into my eyes had me twitching, trying to blink

 

the heavy feeling in my head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down to the bed I was lying on like a

 

am I? Who got me

 

I turned my eyes to my right, the feeling of someone else’s arm underneath me jostling me fully

 

I wanted to cry.

 

overjoyed to see him safe and lying next to me, looking like he hadn’t just gone through hell and back, but there were no

 

him, taking him in, my eyes leaving no part of his face untouched. He

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

my weak hand and run my fingers through his bangs, the movement taking everything out of me, but my want was greater

 

voice was low and hoarse, almost a whisper in the soft breeze. “Why

 

wasn’t really thinking of anything. It felt like it didn’t really

 

and everything I had done in this life, all of it flashed before my eyes, like a movie stuck on

 

in my own body

 

the voice I answered him with was low and

 

“What…?”

 

been broken for a long time. I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it broke,

 

that had revealed itself

 

wanted me to be. When my brother had had enough of my sniveling

 

been like

 

“Always.”

 

I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at. “Were all the people around you blind and

 

in a situation where I’m hated without doing anything. I can’t seem

 

traveled around his eye with my numb finger, gently at first until I pressed

 

on gazing at me with that same brokenhearted look in

 

embrace me fully, enveloping me

 

his wide torso and burying my head in

 

my head

 

dream, but I didn’t remember

 

Because it’s not your fault. It’s not always all about

 

arrogant man, I

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